Hari OM
Meet life as it reaches us. With or without the things our minds demand, our life can be a glorious joy, a brilliant success. But for this, we must discover something else to depend upon. That something else is everything, the glorious Rādhe Śyāma. Seek this Lord in the smiles of your friends, in the glow of angry eyes, in the storms of passion. He is everywhere, in everything.
Stretch out your hand. Let Him hold it all along. Drown yourself in Him. Become
one with Him. Dive into Him. Dissolve into Him. The joy that creeps into you – may it
grow to engulf you into It. Melt therein to end yourself. The end of our self is the discovery of our own Self. This process is called the mystic death – the death that gives life reality. Live in and through this great death, the glorious.
Sigh, weep, laugh, smile, sing, worship, meditate. You are never away from Him. You are in Him; with Him; at Him; you are Him alone. Why not meditate? Why look out and complain? Look within.
Joy-tears or grief-tears, they blur the vision. Be equanimous. Be simple. Refuse to be happy or sorrowful. Give up your body to exhaust its prārabdha (destiny).
Hold on to Him alone.
Stretch out your hand. Let Him hold it all along. Drown yourself in Him. Become
one with Him. Dive into Him. Dissolve into Him. The joy that creeps into you – may it
grow to engulf you into It. Melt therein to end yourself. The end of our self is the discovery of our own Self. This process is called the mystic death – the death that gives life reality. Live in and through this great death, the glorious.
Sigh, weep, laugh, smile, sing, worship, meditate. You are never away from Him. You are in Him; with Him; at Him; you are Him alone. Why not meditate? Why look out and complain? Look within.
Joy-tears or grief-tears, they blur the vision. Be equanimous. Be simple. Refuse to be happy or sorrowful. Give up your body to exhaust its prārabdha (destiny).
Hold on to Him alone.
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